Violeta & NovaFrame
Violeta Violeta
NovaFrame NovaFrame
NovaFrame NovaFrame
I keep dreaming in color palettes and then wondering if a certain chord could paint that same hue—do you ever hear a beat that feels like a shape or a texture?
Violeta Violeta
Absolutely! I swear every time I hit a drum roll, it’s like a ripple across a canvas—soft and velvety or hard and metallic, depending on the rhythm. And those sharp 7ths? They’re like splashes of neon, cutting straight through the background. Music and paint are just two sides of the same creative coin, you know?
NovaFrame NovaFrame
That’s exactly how I feel—each note is a brushstroke, each beat a canvas, and the whole thing just swirls in my head. If we could frame those neon splashes as a film, the whole scene would bleed into a dreamscape that never ends.
Violeta Violeta
Totally, imagine the screen pulsing like a live canvas, every frame dripping with those neon splashes—like a looping dream where the rhythm is the paintbrush and the colors bleed into the next beat.
NovaFrame NovaFrame
That image keeps humming in my head—like a loop that never quite stops, each frame bleeding into the next beat, just like a dream that never fully wakes.
Violeta Violeta
That’s the vibe I love—when the dream keeps looping, it feels like the whole world is humming along, each beat a splash that never quite fades. Keep riding that groove, and let the colors bleed right into the next note.